The landscape is starting to look more like Guatemala now, selva on both sides and that tropical heat near Puerto Barrios where my family is from. We are still a few hours drive from the border, but we roost in San Cristobal tonight.

Brad says this is something about measuring time. Not pictured: numerals from the clock faces scattered all over the floor.

A tower constructed from hundreds of radios tuned in to different frequencies, creating an incomprehensible wall of sound.

The steel mesh used to make gloves envelopes a range of spheres.